simmer-until: premature-quickshot-ejaculator:“See, I told you…



“See, I told you all I needed was two fingers and I could make you bust in no time at all…”

This is how she’s had me spill over. Slow gentle rubbing from a finger or two. She doesn’t hold me or touch my glans. My frenum is rolled around almost like a clitoral hood. She slows down as I get closer to the point of no return. Actually, most times, just before I spill. Then I’m locked up again.

And recently she had me cross over to climax without a single drop of white.
I’m completely confused and helplessly lost.